Summary: Renji spends his nights tormented by startlingly realistic dreams of a mysterious man whom he has never met, but what happens when the man from his dream moves in across the street?
Warnings: Rated T at the moment, may change in the future.
Pairings: Bya/Ren
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or any of it's characters, as much as I wish I did. I just like to borrow them for a little while to entertain myself with.
A/N ~ This is my first FanFic, please don't eat me ._.
From his desk in the least shaded part of the office, the young red-headed man watched his Captain. The older man seemed unaffected by the stifling heat that had his second in command fidgeting with the neck of his kimono. Regardless of the season, or the fact that the rest of their squad had the day off, for the two sat in the Sixth Division office there was no rest to be had. Reports had long since become tiresome, and the Lieutenant found his gaze wandering upwards and across the room to glance at the long, elegant fingers with which the Captain held his brush, making sweeping strokes on the paper laid in front of him. Transfixed, he stared as the slender brunet went about his work, seemingly unaware that where, moments before, there had been two sets of scratches sounding in the office, now there was only one. Try as he might, the young red-head could not tear his eyes from the image of those perfect, pale-white hands shifting back and forth across the page.
Uncomprehending, the Lieutenant made a huge effort and managed to bow his head, fumbling with the papers on his desk, which were somewhat less organised than those facing his superior. He found that the prolonged 'glance' at the Captain had caused his hands to sweat, leaving traces of perspiration on the documents. For a fleeting moment, the idea of just one more peek at the Captain entered his mind, but he banished it. Laziness was a definite trait of the Lieutenant's. Stupidity, however, was not. There was no question of how the older man would react upon realising his subordinate had wasted valuable work hours regarding him across the room- Regarding him, how exactly? That was the question the red-head now posed to himself. Lustfully? The word, in connection with a man such as the one before him, seemed hideously disrespectful. Fascinated, perhaps? That seemed more appropriate, though doubtless it would cause no less offence to the noble, should he discover the thoughts bombarding the mind of his, now rather troubled, Lieutenant.
Over the onslaught of his thoughts, the Lieutenant had failed to notice the silence now filling the office. The scratching of the Captain's brush had ceased. Before he even looked up he felt it. The air between the two males was thick with accusation. Unable to meet his Captain's eyes, he began to stammer out an apology.
'T-Taichou.. I was just-' He was cut off. In a voice showing no less than the usual steely calm of the man's mannerisms, the Captain said:
'Oh. I know exactly what you were doing, Renji. And I wouldn't want to think you must stop on my account.' Not one second later the Captain was out of his seat and had moved across the room to stand behind the chair which the red-head sat in, paralysed.
'Flattered as I am by your attention, Renji, I would much prefer that the size of this pile-' He gestured to the heap of paperwork on his Lieutenant's desk, 'Does not increase any further. If you were to somehow manage to complete it by tomorrow morning, I may consider turning a blind eye to the inappropriate behaviour you have displayed tonight.'
The younger man nodded, and tried, unsuccessfully, to conceal the shiver that ran down his spine as he felt his Captain's breath on the back of his neck..
Renji's POV
Whoa. That was weird. I sat up in bed and rubbed my pounding head. Stubborn as always, the throbbing pain remained. These dreams were becoming more frequent, and ,it seemed, more disturbing. Recently, almost every time I gave in to the weight of my eyelids I not only fell asleep, but also into fantasies. The worst part was the strange, almost sexual nature of the fantasies. Fantasies of the mysterious man that the dream-me called 'Taichou'.
On top of the rather worrying fact that I was dreaming of a man I had never met with steadily increasing vividness, lay the main issue. I was dreaming of a man. I mean, let's be rational here. I'm Abarai Renji, and I can say with 100% certainty that I'm only into women. Or...can I?
Up until now it wasn't something I'd given any amount of serious thought to. There was never a need. The ladies were drawn to me like moths to a 6 ft 2, muscular flame.
I couldn't leave my flat without being showered with attention, and I was always more than happy to oblige any pretty young thing who mustered up the courage to ask me out on a date.
In the circles I ran with, reputation was everything, and mine left nothing to be desired. I'll say it again. I'm Abarai Renji. That's a name which around here was famous, infamous, whispered of in sly tones when people thought I couldn't hear them. My exploits are, to the haggard old spinsters who frequent the local laundrette at least, the stuff of legends.
These days, everybody seemed to want a piece of me, and I have to say, who can blame them? Think 'Abarai' must be a hard name to spell? Try 'W-O-M-A-N-I-S-E-R'. I've spent years working on this carefully-crafted public image of mine, yet there is one thing which could bring it all crashing down around me. The slightest mention, to the wrong person, of the world I entered every time I closed my eyes, or the man who, as much as I would love to deny it, was beginning to fascinate me more and more, and all would be lost. My seemingly infallible bad-guy mask would be torn off, and nothing would ever be the same again.
Frustrated, I sighed inwardly and leaned my head back to rest against the wooden headboard. If I really must be plagued with nightly visions of a pale-skinned brunet, why couldn't they at least have breasts?
A/N ~ Well, that's it for the first chapter. I'm not too sure what I think about this, but if you've had a read, I'd really appreciate it if you left me a review. Tell me what you think. Thanks :D